Killam peered down the long hall.
Somewhere distant a vacuum cleaner droned.
He stepped in, grabbed Ivy's arm and pulled her after him. He closed the door behind them, then waited, frozen in place.
Ivy pulled out of his grasp, her gaze also focused down the hall.
"Look around. Stay close. Be quick," he whispered.
She nodded and together they went to the first doors, opening them, peering inside and moving on.
The first three he looked in on were dark. The next he knew was the gym.
Down the hall, the vacuum turned off.
He froze for half a second, then glanced at Ivy. She stood still with her hand on the door to what he thought was a closet.
A cart rolled out of one of the far rooms.
Killam crossed the hall in two steps. Ivy opened the closet and they dove into the darkness, only the space didn't feel right for a closet. It was open. The air wasn't stale. His hand covered hers and together they ever so quietly shut the door.